To me, the last ten or so pages of The Great Gatsby are among the very most beautiful prose I have ever read. I last readThe Great Gatsby (1925) just before I began my blog in July of 2009. I liked the last few pages of the book so much that I read them at least five times before putting the book down.
I am just going to write a very short post on the book (you can find a good plot summary Here). This book did not live up to The Great Gatsby. There are some very good turns of phrases and some really cute side stories. There is a minor character who has been working for many years on what he is sure will be the definitive book on armadillo skulls. He submits it to the primary publisher of scientific treatises and he expects to be considered the leading authority on armadillo skulls in the world when it is published. Imagine his shock when he gets a rejection letter saying they already have a book longer and better than his set to be published very soon. I hate to say it but this was the highlight of the book for me.
I am not saying this is a bad book, just not as good as The Great Gatsby. I did not find the characters terribly interesting and I admit a prejudice against alcoholics in literature. (This is my only complaint on Raymond Carver!) This is not a moral judgement, just a personal one which may or may not be valid.
I am glad I read this book but I do not really endorse it strongly and I would not buy it again.